Finding Herself

It’s been 20 years since Virginia stepped through the battered door to her childhood home. Her mother died and the house became hers, along with a cryptic handwritten note left behind.

‘Virginia, you will love again the stranger who was your self but you must live in the house where you began.’

Six months later and the note still confounds her. Each day, Virginia attempts to write at her mother’s desk, but no words come. It’s been two years of writer’s block hell.

After another sleepless night, she sits at the desk. Searching through drawers, she finds a leather portfolio and opens it. A sheaf of handwritten pages spill out. Her pages, notes from the first novel she attempted to write at 15. She begins to read and her words come alive on the page. And there, in that moment, she understands the note.

Well done, Linda, for being on target with 144 words, and thank goodness for mothers who keep everything their children ever created! My mother never kept anything, she was a tidiness addict and it was lucky I rescued a few bits and pieces before she got rid of them. I’m glad your story has a happy ending.

I really like the feel of this. I have kept every word I’ve ever written, on paper copies, And as documents in the Cloud, or back-up hard drive, thousands of poems, manuscripts film reviews, editorials, three unpublished novels, several screenplays. Remember, my BLACKTHORNE series came out of a second look at a 45 year old novel of mine .